Bearclaw Valley Silence, then...

eyes @Astara and @Merrick. Hi guys! :D

 



The silent warrior had traveled much, and far. 
Coming from more or less south, the fire-kissed woman tilted her head upon coming to the mouth of the valley from what she could assume was a meadow. 
This place smelled of wolves, of family. 
Solaria's tail wagged slowly, and she sent up a strained-from-disuse howl for leadership, for whoever ruled this place.

Now was one of few times Solaria felt...humbled, especially since she wasn't able to speak. 
Guess she'd figure it out as she went?